Marcus claps me on the shoulder. “I’ll get these guys down to the bar so you can have some peace and quiet.”
“Thanks, man.”
I pull out my phone to text her, but like after every game, a message is waiting for me.
Quinn
PLAYOFFS!
Hell yeah!
I knew you could do it
You guys looked great out there
I can’t wait to celebrate when you get home tonight
Fuck.I hate the sick feeling that washes over me because I won’t be there for her. Forget about me, it’s her I’m worried about.
Jasper
About that…
Quinn
Is everything okay?
We’re grounded tonight
Too much snow
Fuck
Do you know when you’ll leave?
No clue
I haven’t left the arena yet, so I’m not sure how much snow has come down since we got here
It’s okay
No it’s not
What if I don’t get back in time?
I’ll manage
You shouldn’t have to
Claire said she’d be there too
I have her
I know
But I want to be there for you
I hate snow
